Richard Linklater's "Waking Life" does for philosophy what Kevin Smith's "Dogma" does for religion, i.e.
The music is perfect. The mix of pulsing techno with a slight variation of hip-hop gives audience members an excited feeling.
In a list of the University's alumni, one would hardly be surprised to see the names of prominent businessmen, politicians, lawyers and doctors.
While I wish I could say differently, "Shallow Hal" does not represent the best work of either its cast or directors. "Shallow Hal" is the latest from the Farrelly Brothers, the same pair responsible for the slightly demented "There's Something About Mary" and the equally off-beat "Dumb and Dumber." It stars Jack Black (one-half of Tenacious D and the boisterous music store clerk in "High Fidelity") as Hal and Gwyneth Paltrow as Rosemary, who sports a fat suit or skimpy clothing and sometimes both. The movie's plot is credible: A traumatic event in his youth leads Hal to evaluate women by their looks only.
Imagine the most frugal person you know. The person who picks up that lost dime, clips those weekly coupons and prefers a rump roast to a New York strip.
Hey, remember the Beatles? That band back in the '60s that might have been the greatest band of all time?
In 2000, singer-songwriter Shelby Lynne revived her career by picking up producer-songwriter Glen Ballard (Dave Matthews, Sheryl Crow, Alanis Morissette) and recording "I Am Shelby Lynne," an album that combines the blues and southern folk with a dash of Nashville.
Without question, Latin rock superstar Shakira has a lot going for her. She produces her own albums, writes her own music and has one of the most distinctive voices in her genre, if not all of music today.
"The Man Who Wasn't There" is by no means the Coen Brothers' best film. That doesn't mean it's bad, it just means it's hard to follow in the footsteps of "Fargo" or "Blood Simple." And although it works up a good sweat on the way, "The Man" gets tired halfway there. According to the credits, Joel does the directing, Ethan does the producing, and they both do the screenwriting.
To some, liberation means coups or bra burnings. To Rosalba Barletta, heroine of the film "Bread and Tulips," liberation means working as a florist and playing the accordion. The Italian film "Bread and Tulips" follows the inner emotional journey of hassled housewife Rosalba (played by Licia Maglietta). The Barletta family is touring ruins in the Italian countryside.
David Mamet, the writer and director of "Heist," is a genius. He made a crappy movie with a minimum amount of thought and effort and used this shameless vehicle to heist seven dollars out of my pocket and two hours from my life. I was not a big fan of Mamet's last film, "State and Main," a film in which every character annoyed me,but he did write one of the coolest movies of all time - "The Untouchables" - so I was willing to give "Heist" a chance.
It's been a while since I heard from the Coup. I was in middle school when I first saw the video for "Fat Cats, Bigga Fish," a ghetto allegory about exploitation and corruption in the big city.
Jeans plastered on with a paintbrush. Definite cleavage popping out (oops, it happened again). Hair that looks attacked by a highlighter.
When did the throbbing grooves and vamped-up funk of dance music lose the giddy euphoria that once defined it? Its late-1990s revivalists are so busy trying to eclipse challengers to the dance floor throne while creatively surpassing their own prior work that they have created music ambitious in production but devoid of joy.
Pixar Studios has yet to drop a dud on the public, so whenever they unleash a new computer-generated animated feature, it's safe to assume it'll be cool.
"So I said Johnny whatcha doing tonight? He looked at me with a face full of fright. And I said, how bout a revolution?
"Domestic Disturbance," starring John Travolta and Vince Vaughn, left me wondering if Hollywood executives have lost the ability to read.
Do I smell Oscar? No, sorry, that must be my dirty clothes because "The One" has no hope of receiving such an honor.
The word "light" conjures up many different images, ranging from the physical property to mental and spiritual illumination.
Jack Johnson picked up the phone with an enthusiastic "hello." Our connection was a bit muffled partly due to my end of the line originating at an airport telephone booth and partly because his end was switching cell phone towers as he was crossing the country with his wife and band members.
